Letters to the Editor
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Don't forget the brass bed
I was an impressionable nine year old boy when this show first came on. It was my parent's bowling night, leaving me to my own devices and this show was must-see TV for me. If it wasn't exactly sex I learned about, it was the desire for sex...and love in all its wide variety of permutations that came through in all those different couplings each week.
The show ended just before I started dating and it took me a while to realize that dating was still more bound by tradition than LAS implied. I was actually shocked as a HS freshman when my modern free-thinking date still expected a corsage for the Homecoming dance.
Lessons learned - enough that I actually managed to get married, where I have no doubt that this show was THE influence that had me insist on getting brass bed as a newlywed. Actually, I regretted that decision too. Obviously someone in the crew kept that thing polished.
Like that other well known series that featured different actors each week, every story ended up with a twist of some kind. Sure they got predictable for a while, even for a kid, but it was still fun. I wonder what my kids would think if I brought this home?